Chapter22: Drunk Leila

Leila groaned for the hundredth time that evening. She would be lying if she said she wasn’t enjoying the girls company but this game of cards was so stupid. “Alright. Time to show your cards,” Lily yelled. The three of them sat cross-legged on the floor and the coldness of the tiles helped to keep Leila at alert. Her competitive side had been struck awake and she would win. She must win. Leila squeezed her eyes shut to let the first wave of dizziness pass. It had been a while since she was challenged to a drinking contest. “Fine,” Susie murmured. Among all three, she was the most relaxed. She waved her card in the air and winked. “You asked for this, losers.” She slapped her cards to the floor and a combined groan escaped Lily and Leila. Royal flush. Again. Leila stared at the cards and their arrangements. Her eyes lowered to the bottle of scotch and the glass shots lined beside it. She smacked her lips at the thought of taking another shot. She wanted nothing to do with it. The rules